June 09 2010
Random Emails! To Read!
Hey!
Wanna read some emails that come in? You can read a bunch here!
Animal stuff! Requests! Advice! Nice notes! A scary hitman threat! Oh no! And more!
ALSO if you posted comments re: my headphone thing and included links– I just saw they all got flagged bc the comments section filters URL stuff to avoid spam. Sorry bout that. Now fixed…
June 07 2010
Measure Twice, Cut Dunce
This morning I was getting ready for my morning walk to dog park and got my stuff together— wallet, keys, iPhone, headphones. The big three. Anyway, I don’t like the white ear buds that come with Apple stuff. I feel like an Apple douche and I don’t think the headphones are loud enough– plus I don’t like how the buds fit in my ears. So I bought these random other kind that I could jam in my ears all deep and stuff.
After a couple months, these crap headphones started fritzing and soon enough one of the ear buds (left side) was out altogether. (They’re made by Griffin. Griffin Headphones.) Anyway, this morning I was reminded again of the fact that they’re broken with the one silent bud and I got annoyed. Not only because they’re broken but because I keep forgetting I have the ongoing project of researching replacement headphones which is on the list of 50 other things I’m not doing.
So today, with both buds in my ears and music playing out of only the one good side– I got out the scissors and decided to snip off the left bud cord. I was sick of it dangling and being broken. I was gonna rock my iPhone all old school one bud 70’s transistor radio style! But as soon as I snipped through the dead left cord– the music in the right bud stopped! Dead silence! I was like, ‘WTF, I only cut off the left cord! Why did the working bud need the other bud cord to function?!’
(Yes, I know I’m not describing this well but if you follow what I’m saying– you know what I’m saying…)
Long story not short enough— there was a pretty good reason the headphones stopped working. Click through for the photo of my now totally non-working headphones to see what I snipped…
June 01 2010
A Swimmer Story
The swimmer has been swimming around for a long time. Well, not really swimming. More like treading water. The water is nice so he won’t complain but often he gets tired of being in the sea. He can see some people on the shoreline happily throwing frisbee. Others fish timelessly on the dock with an unconcerned rod in the water. Sometimes he dreams of a nice comfy raft and umbrella drink. A change of horizon would be nice. But for now he’s in the water. He has to keep swimming.
There’s activity all around. Lots to distract his thoughts. Jet skiers buzz by annoyingly loud. Grinning surfers paddle past airheadedly. Dreamy yachts in the distance drift. Younger swimmers sometimes stop and ask if he’s ok. Not too long ago he saw a bloated dead body with a sea gull standing on it. Everything is finite. He knows. But he keep swimming. His legs are strong. His heart is strong. He kicks his feet and waves his arms like wings.
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